I Just Became An Immortal, My Descendants Beg Me To Come Out of the Mountain

In the thirty-fourth year of Kaiyuan, Xu Tianji, the leader of the Guiyuan Sect, brought eighteen sects together in the capital to challenge the Taoist priests of longevity. More than half of the 500 masters were killed or injured, and Xu Tianji, a generation of martial arts overlord, was captured, and his life and death are unknown.

Miaozong's unique skills spread all over the world, and the name of longevity is a powerful martial arts.

So far, martial arts has a living myth.

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In the courtyard, Jiang Changsheng was meditating under the tree, Xu Tianji was recovering from his wounds in the corner of the courtyard, and little King Wei and Ping An looked at him from a distance, full of curiosity.

Wangchen came to Jiang Changsheng and said respectfully, "Master, the martial arts sects have already retreated."

Jiang Changsheng nodded, but did not speak, Wangchen turned and left, daring not to disturb.

Today's battle has refreshed his understanding of martial arts, especially the last sword of Miao Zong's Dharma Statue, the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth makes him shudder just thinking about it.

In this battle, half of the more than 500 masters died, and the survivors were seriously injured. The reason why they stayed alive was because Jiang Changsheng was looking forward to the arrival of the next survival reward.

Now that he has taken Dajing as a novice village, and martial arts is a leek field, he has won the first place in the world. In the future, countless masters will come to challenge him one after another and provide him with survival rewards.

Although he is cautious, he still has judgment. At least in Dajing Wulin, no one can surpass him. Only in other places, people with high realm can threaten him, and he has not conflicted with stronger warriors for the time being. , Even Dacheng Longlou did not know that he was a potential enemy.

After waiting for a while, a prompt finally appeared in front of Jiang Changsheng.

[In the 34th year of Kaiyuan, Xu Tianji, the leader of the Guiyuan Sect, attacked with 500 martial arts masters. With your own strength, you successfully repelled the martial arts masters, survived the catastrophe, and obtained the survival reward - the unique skill of immortal cultivation' Haori Tathagata']

The Bright Sun Tathagata sounds like a great deal!

Moreover, it is a unique skill of cultivating immortals, which means that martial arts are not compatible, only he can learn it.

Jiang Changsheng began to inherit the Bright Sun Tathagata, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised.

What a powerful secret!

In the following month, the battle spread all over the world, and people talked about it.

The New Year is coming, the 35th year of Kaiyuan.

Battle reports continue to come from the frontier battlefield, more losers win less, more and more territories begin to fall, and the situation is not optimistic.

Jiang Changsheng did not experience the cruelty of war on Longqi Mountain. Although the income from incense at Longqi Temple decreased, there were fields and vegetable gardens on the mountain, so he could be self-sufficient.

During this time, Jiang Changsheng wrote all the martial arts he mastered into secret books and put them in the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion for his disciples to learn. The only exceptions were the Heavenly Scriptures of the Universe and the Miaozong Dharma. He planned to regard the two as his inheritance. Iconic martial arts, only passed down to disciples.

Xu Tianji had already changed into a Taoist robe, and he was inscribed with the seal of life and death. Now he is honestly staying in the Longqi Temple, cleaning everywhere with a broom. He was humiliated at first, but once he saw Jiang Changsheng teaching a little boy King Wei practiced martial arts and did not shy away from him, so he had an idea.

Maybe this is also a chance!

He was full of curiosity about Jiang Changsheng, and he didn't understand what kind of exercises this person was practicing, but it was so powerful, and that Miao Zong Dharma image had become a psychological shadow for him.

On the seventh day after the new year, the emperor came to visit Jiang Changsheng.

Speaking of which, Jiang Changsheng had not seen him for a long time. Compared with the previous years, Jiang Yuan had lost a lot of weight and lacked energy.

Jiang Yuan and Jiang Changsheng were sitting at the stone table, his head was full of white hair, his face was wrinkled a lot, and his hands were as thin as wood, like the claws of a devil.

Jiang Changsheng frowned and asked, "Your Majesty, your skill..."

He could feel that there was no trace of true qi in Jiang Yuan's body. Obviously, the reason why he became so old was that he had lost his skills, and had consumed a huge amount of vitality.

Jiang Yuan has not been alive for a few years.

Jiang Yuan looked at Xu Tianji, who was not far away, who was chasing with Ping An and King Wei, and said with a smile: "I have seen Xu Tianji before, when he was a high-spirited young man, I wanted to recruit him as a white-clothed guard, but he refused. I didn't expect that many years later, he entered the Longqi Temple, which is really good luck."

Xu Tianji's expression froze when he heard this, but he still pretended not to hear, and concentrated on practicing martial arts with the two little guys.

If it is taught well, perhaps the longevity Taoist can instruct him and make him stronger.

Jiang Yuan retracted his gaze, looked at Jiang Changsheng, and said with a smile, "I know my body, why should Changsheng worry for me?"

"The medicine you gave me is indeed effective, but it is not a medicine for longevity. I now want to understand that there are no immortal people in this world, so let everything take its course."

Jiang Changsheng asked, "Did your skill dissipate by yourself?"

He didn't think so, because Jiang Yuan had a dark disease in his body, especially his dantian, whose skill seemed to be taken away, and then left sequelae.

Jiang Yuan shook his head and said: "I passed my skills to the prince, and it can be regarded as my last strength. After all, I left him a mess."

He sighed and his face became sad.

He insisted on attacking the ancient Khan and achieved the miracle of the ages, but he did not expect that Dajing would be caught in the wind and rain.

But if it comes again, he will still fight!

Later, Jiang Yuan stopped talking about himself, and talked about the Empress, saying that during this time, the Empress took care of him with all her heart, reminding him of the time when the couple got into trouble, and talking about the past, he began to talk endlessly.

Wangchen, who was sweeping the floor, felt sad in his heart.

He didn't know whether to hate Jiang Yuan or feel wronged.

Even if he didn't become a prince, his life would be difficult. On the contrary, Jiang Yuan let him live the prince's life for at least 30 years, and this life was a wonderful one, and he had no regrets.

Jiang Changsheng listened quietly. Although he was emotional, he did not shake his heart.

He didn't plan to recognize Jiang Yuan and the Empress. He had already repaid the Queen's grace for fertility, and Jiang Yuan knew that he was the true prince. Jiang Yuan didn't want to point it out, so he naturally wouldn't be ashamed. recognize.

Practice with peace of mind. After another 30 years, this family relationship will naturally vanish.

An hour later, Jiang Yuan took the little King Wei away, looked at his hunched back, and thought of his domineering when they first met, Jiang Changsheng was even more determined to cultivate immortality.

He has reached the ultimate goal that mortals want, immortality, then he should cherish it and not fall in the middle of the road.

"The sixth floor is about to arrive. How far is it from becoming an immortal and becoming a god?"

Jiang Changsheng thought silently, the vast immortal road, the taste of life, old age, sickness and death in the world, and the rotation of the sun and the moon in the mountains, it is also a lot of fun.

…

March, a sunny day.

The Demon Lord came to visit, this time with a seven-year-old boy.

"Daoist, can you accept him, this son is unparalleled in talent, and he will never live up to your reputation in martial arts mythology."

The Demon Lord bowed and saluted and said respectfully.

The boy was slightly thin, with a fair face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, staring at Jiang Changsheng without fear.

Xu Tianji passed by with a broom and joked, "Who am I? Isn't this the famous Demon Lord who sent him to the Dragon's Watch. It seems that you also realize that the martial arts of the Demon Sect are not enough."

The Demon Lord ignored him and still kept his bowing posture. He pretended not to know Jiang Changsheng, but only came here because of his name.

Jiang Changsheng looked at the boy and found that the boy's muscles and bones were indeed strong, not as strong as Ping An, full of spirituality, and his pores absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth unconsciously, even if it was very weak.

Jiang Changsheng asked, "What's this son's name and how does it relate to you?"

The Demon Lord quickly replied: "His name is Arakawa, he is my grandson, both his parents died, and I am old, I don't know how long I can live, he will be alone in the future, and I hope the Taoist priest will pity him."

He was only six years old, but he looked taller and stronger than Arakawa.

"Hehehe, accompany me...play...play..."

Ping An grabbed Arakawa's shoulder and smiled, Arakawa frowned, trying to shake Ping An's hand, but couldn't move his shoulder at all.

What a lot of strength!

Arakawa was in a hurry, punched him, hit Ping An's chest, Ping An let go, and took four steps back. He rubbed his chest, but instead of feeling pain, he showed a more excited expression, and rushed towards Arakawa again.

The two teenagers fought like this. Ping An relied on brute force and had no scruples. Arakawa obviously had practiced martial arts. His footwork was elegant, and he could launch attacks while evading. Safety.

Xu Tianji stopped and watched the battle with great interest.

The Demon Lord was shocked by Ping An's aptitude, what is the origin of this kid?

He was full of confidence in Arakawa's aptitude. In the Demon Sect, none of the youths under the age of fifteen were his opponents, so he dared to come to Jiang Changsheng.

"Go down the mountain, I have accepted this son, for my third disciple."

Jiang Changsheng stared at the two teenagers and said.

The Demon Lord came back to his senses, hurriedly saluted, and then turned to leave.

He didn't look back at Arakawa, but when Arakawa saw that he was gone, he was impatient and shouted, "Grandpa! Don't go..."

Arakawa wanted to chase after him, but was hugged by Ping An's waist and fell to the ground, unable to move. He could only watch the Demon Lord walk out of the courtyard and disappear. The young man shed tears in desperation.

Wangchen couldn't bear it, he came over and dragged Ping An away, and taught him not to use such a force.

Jiang Changsheng came to Arakawa and squatted down, wiped his tears for him, and said with a smile, "Why~www.novelmt.com~ manly man, do you want to lie on the ground and cry all the time?"

When Arakawa heard this, he immediately got up, turned his head stubbornly, looked in the direction the Demon Lord was leaving, and said nothing for a long time.

Jiang Changsheng stood up and touched Arakawa's head. Arakawa trembled, but he didn't escape. On the way, the Demon Lord had already explained the situation to him. He wanted to learn from the myth of today's martial arts. This was a great opportunity and must be fought for.

"Longqiguan should also cultivate a group of disciples who can support the facade."

Jiang Changsheng thought silently that Meng Qiushuang, Qingku, Wanli, and Mingyue had mediocre aptitudes, and it was difficult for them to be talented.

Arakawa is different. He is only seven years old, and already has the skills of third-rate masters. Once he learns internal skills, his martial arts will definitely advance by leaps and bounds.

Jiang Changsheng asked Wangchen to arrange Arakawa, and then glanced at Xu Tianji.

Xu Tianji was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head and swept the floor, muttering in his heart: "My dear, the old devil master has such a grandson, and he will surely be famous in the world in the future."

As a leader, he naturally pays attention to geniuses, but no matter how hot his eyes are, he doesn't dare to **** someone from Jiang Changsheng.

So far, there is one more person in this courtyard.

…

In a blink of an eye.

Two months passed.

Summer is coming.

Jiang Changsheng was practicing under the Earth Spirit Tree, enjoying the aura of the Earth Spirit Tree. He suddenly opened his eyes, and a strange color appeared in his eyes.

The seventh prince, Jiang Yu, personally sent the little King Wei here. He had already climbed the mountain road, and there was another person beside Jiang Yu. It was not the unfortunate Buddha or the thirteen thorns of Tiansu, but a strange master whose true qi was able to compete with him. Compared with Xu Tianji.

This wasn't what surprised him. What surprised him was that Jiang Yu's skill was more than double that of Xu Tianji. A veritable master of the state of mind, even if he absorbed Jiang Yuan's skill, he could become so powerful?